Wennie Lane didn’t answer , and she went out with her phone. Soon, she returned with a young beauty.
The young beauty was dressed in custom JK attire, full of youthful energy and sweet charm.
Her makeup was exquisite, much like a Barbie doll.
At first glance, I was puzzled—how did Wennie Lane know such a trendy young girl who looked like a high school student?
But when I stared at her face for a couple more seconds, I was suddenly shocked!
This young girl was the one who drove ho in a Porsche as a ride-share driver outside the hospital a while ago!
"Lily Miller, this cute girl here is lissa Chandler. Rember the wedding incident that went viral online? I told you I’d find soone to help, and later, by chance, I t lissa. She’s well-acquainted with the platform executives, and with a word, the matter was resolved."
As Wennie Lane introduced her, she led lissa Chandler over to us.
"Originally, after resolving the issue, I said I would treat lissa to a al and planned to ask you to join. But lissa had an overseas performance and just returned yesterday. I thought since we were gathering today anyway, we could all hang out and get to know each other."
"Co on, let’s have fun together!"
Nora Saunders and the others imdiately invited everyone to introduce themselves in turns.
As I looked at the new friend by the sofa, I stood up and smiled, "What a coincidence, I never thought we’d et again."
Wennie Lane’s eyes widened, glancing back and forth between and lissa, puzzled, "You two know each other?!"
Before I could answer, lissa flashed a cheeky smile, "I was going through a rough patch and ended up driving a ride-share; coincidentally, I picked up Ms. Miller. She’s so beautiful, she left a deep impression!"
"No way... You hit rock bottom to drive a ride-share? I think you did it on purpose to experience life," Wennie Lane doubted her words.
Honestly, I doubted it too.
Thinking over the sequence of events, I reckoned that Ms. lissa might have seen online before.
So when she recognized at the hospital entrance that day, perhaps out of curiosity or for fun, she decided on a whim to act as a ride-share driver for .
"This is fate, destined by heaven! Co, let’s have a drink, we’re sisters from now on." Wennie Lane, a real social butterfly, shouted and everyone raised their glasses, filled with enthusiasm.
But lissa shook her hand, "Ms. Wennie, Ms. Miller, I can’t drink, or my brother would kill !"
"Your brother is that strict with you?"
"Yes!" lissa nodded, raising a glass of juice, "I can only drink this, or if I anger my brother, he’ll cut off my financial support, and I’ll be driving ride-shares again."
Whether there was truth in her words, it was hard to tell.
But since she said so, we didn’t push her.
"Okay, just drink juice then."
Everything about lissa Chandler showed grace and confidence, the aura of soone from a wealthy family.
And her ease in taking down a trending topic and diverting attention with multiple new ones confird her impressive family background.
Nora Saunders and the group soon hit it off with her, exchanging WeChat contacts.
After so lively hours, Wennie Lane checked the ti and clapped her hands to attract everyone’s attention, "Ladies, today’s event star is Lily Miller—co on, let’s start!"
I was startled and looked at Wennie Lane, "Why... why am I the main character?"
"You’ve been so busy that you forgot the date, right?"
"Tomorrow is your birthday, turning twenty-six! Monday, everyone is busy, so we’re celebrating early tonight!"
"Co on, let’s crank it up!"
I hadn’t even reacted when the girls had already circled around .
They placed a sash typically worn by a greeter on that read—The Queen is !
They also pulled up a banner on the wall behind .
As I looked back, there was but one thought—social death right here.
"Fallhaven has thousands of beauties, Eldest Miss Miller is NO.1!"
"Debuting for twenty-six years, still in the pri of youth!"
It seed my girlfriends had ticulously planned for this day in advance.
Wennie Lane, holding her phone to record , hurriedly stopped when I reached to take off the sash, "No taking it off! You have to wear it all night!"
Nora Saunders and Rachel Boone each held my hands, laughing uncontrollably.
"We have new friends today, don’t scare them," I kindly reminded.
lissa Chandler waved her hands, also holding her phone to record while laughing heartily, "Ms. Miller, don’t mind , this is great!"
I was speechless.
It seed birds of a feather flock together; this sweet-looking girl was quite the lively one too.
"Lily Miller, don’t say we sisters don’t have your back! Knowing you’ve had a tough ti lately, I spent a fortune and put in great effort to plan tonight’s birthday party! I guarantee you’ll be thrilled!" Wennie Lane, recording the video, declared smilingly.
For so reason, I had the feeling a bigger surprise was in store.
Sure enough, just as Wennie’s words trailed off, the door to the room was knocked.
She smiled even more broadly, "The surprise is here! Get ready—"
Without finishing the sentence, she held her phone with one hand and opened the door with the other.
"Bang!"
"Bang—"
Two party poppers exploded, filling the room with vibrant colors, the air filled with shimring confetti ribbons.
Startled, I shrank my neck, not understanding what was happening until Nora and others started screaming excitedly.
I looked closely, seeing a line of five or six handso guys stream in.
The first guy, holding a bouquet, stepped forward and handed it to .
The second guy, with both hands, adorned with a garland around my neck.
The third guy, holding a crown of small diamonds, took off the birthday hat and placed it on my head.
The fourth guy, a guitar slung across his chest, strumming and singing a birthday blessing song.
The fifth guy, doing magic, had been holding a cane, which with a swift flick turned into a graceful white veil and draped it over my head.
The sixth and last guy pushed a small cart, atop which sat a beautifully designed large cake.
Throughout the whole process, I felt like an emperor from ancient tis selecting concubines, overwheld but giggling stupidly.
So were Wennie Lane and them, nearly uproarious with their excited shrieks.
Only then did I realize why they first draped a "The Queen is " sash on .
These male companions were all here to serve tonight!
I had to admit, this birthday party was truly singular and dear to my heart!
"Lily Miller, take a look! These young brothers, each over six feet, full of vitality and energy, which one isn’t better than that scumbag Gu? Choose as you like today, I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!" Wennie Lane showcased them to like they were products.
Then, these handso guys with different styles each introduced themselves.
Though I prided myself on a keen mind, I couldn’t rember them all—Oliver, Jun, Wei...
Ah, suddenly I felt the joy of ancient nobles.
The atmosphere grew more and more lively, the table cramd with delicious food and fine wine, glasses clinking, and the room filled with passionate singing and dancing, casting rich colors and fragrances.
I was busy "favoring" these handso and sweet-speaking young lads and thanking the friends who celebrated my birthday, ultimately unclear how much I drank.
As I was about to cut the birthday cake, Wennie Lane lifted her hand to stop , "Wait, there’s still soone who hasn’t arrived..."
Even Roedd Wennie Lane had drunk a bit too much and was speaking a bit slurred.
I grasped the cake-cutting knife and, puzzled, asked, "Who else?"
Just as I spoke, there was a knock on the door to the room.
Wennie Lane gestured to the guy nearest the door to open it.
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